Tyrant Dragon Emperor

Both of them are in the middle stage of Fate Realm, and the opponent may be slightly stronger than him, but not too much stronger.

If it wasn't for the fact that the other party was a little older and had a higher status, he might have forced his way just now.

"It's unreasonable! How dare you force your way in, get the hell out of me!"

The white-robed steward's face darkened, and he flew into a rage.

Boom!

Amidst the violent roar, he raised his hand and slammed it fiercely at the captain of the guard.

The captain of the guard shouted angrily, shaking both fists, and the white fist light suddenly released, shaking the white-robed steward staggering.

"Damn it!" The steward in white robe was furious immediately, he didn't expect the other party to strike so decisively, he immediately clapped his palms wildly, and fought back fiercely.

The strength of the two is almost the same, and they fought inextricably in front of the palace for a while.

The violent roar spread into the hall, making everyone in the hall very angry!

"It makes no sense!"

"Damn! Who is yelling outside?"

"This casting of the spell has a lot to do with it, and this 'Reverse Spirit Returning to Heaven Formation' cannot be disturbed in the slightest, otherwise all previous efforts will be wasted, and Master Shaogu's life may be lost!"

Shouts of anger resounded through the hall, and all the famous doctors and martial arts masters who were casting spells cursed angrily.

They formed a circle, and there was a young warrior sitting cross-legged in the middle.

This person has sword eyebrows and star eyes, and looks extraordinary, but his breath fluctuates and is extremely unstable, and his cheeks are also extremely abnormally red, obviously he is seriously injured!

A spiritual circle with a strange breath covered him, and all kinds of spiritual power seemed to flow into his body from various key points, and a strand of spiritual power was constantly pouring into his physical body.

And in front of these casters, there are a large number of medicinal herbs, spiritual fruits and various rare spiritual materials from heaven and earth, as well as a large number of spiritual stones as support for the formation.

These things were squeezed and exploded by them casually, transforming the billowing spiritual power into the magic circle, and forcibly pouring it into the young man's body, constantly pushing up his aura.

And these spellcasters themselves also consume a lot of energy. From time to time, they take some spiritual herbs, medicines, and spiritual fruits and swallow them into their mouths, refining and absorbing them, replenishing the rapidly consumed spiritual power.

What's more, there are a group of elders in white robes waiting intently behind them, ready to strike at any time, acting as their spiritual power supplement.

And directly above the magic circle, an old man in white robe sat cross-legged, his eyes wide open, and he looked at everything below without blinking.

He opened his arms, and strands of white spiritual power swept down, enveloping the young man below.

And among these white spiritual powers, there are streaks of crimson "silk threads" that exude a strange aura!

These crimson "silk threads" are not real silk threads, they are the old man's own blood essence, wrapped in blood threads transformed by pure spiritual power!

This situation has been maintained for a few days, and the consumption of everyone is extremely high.

Sizzling!

Rumble!

The blood on the old man's body kept overflowing, and his face had become pale and bloodless, and he kept swallowing pills and spiritual fruits to supplement his consumption.

With the combined efforts of everyone, the complexion of the young man in the center of the magic circle became more and more red, and the aura around him rose rapidly from the original weak state, and soon reached a nearly full state.

But at this time, the sound of hands from outside the hall and the turbulence of spiritual power made everyone feel restless, and the magic circle that had been maintained for several days also began to experience turmoil in spiritual power.

"Stop them quickly, don't let them mess around!"

"If you don't stop, you're going to ruin something!"

All the famous doctors and martial arts masters in the magic circle gritted their teeth and shouted angrily.

Naihe's spellcasting has reached a critical moment and cannot be easily interrupted.

The white-robed old man suspended above, also known as the patriarch by everyone, had murderous intent in his eyes and shouted angrily.

"Everyone, don't worry, now is the critical moment for casting spells, and you must not stop. As for the affairs outside the temple, I will give you an explanation after the spell casting!"

Boom!

Before the words were finished, the old man in white robe decisively activated the large array of guards.

Hum rumbling!

Accompanied by a roar, the spiritual power in the hall flashed, and a restraining magic circle rose up, isolating everyone from the outside world.

As soon as the magic circle opened, the hall instantly became quiet. No matter it was the roar outside or the fluctuation of spiritual power, they were all isolated by the restraining magic circle, and could no longer cause interference.

call!

Everyone was relieved, let out a sigh of relief, put aside distracting thoughts, and continued to concentrate on casting spells.

"Everyone, work hard, success or failure depends on one action! Don't worry, everyone, after the matter is completed, the old man's promise will definitely be fulfilled. If my son can really recover, I will add three additional layers of rewards!"

The white-robed old man floating above cheered everyone up, his eyes were shining brightly, and he couldn't wait to see the grand occasion of the young man's full vitality and return of cultivation.

"Haha, the patriarch is too worried. We have worked together for such a long time and consumed so much. Is there any reason?"

An old man in blue robe nodded slowly, with a proud smile on his face.

He is a master of medicine, but also a strong martial artist.

There are several people like him present, each with their own strengths, complementing each other, and with the assistance of many martial arts experts, it can be said that they are full of confidence.

"Master Shaogu has great aptitude and talent. This time, not only will he regain his strength, but if he is lucky, he may even rise to the next level!"

The other silver-robed old man nodded heavily, his eyes shining brightly.

Those famous doctors were only responsible for recovering Master Shaogu's injuries, but they, martial arts experts, discovered that Master Shaogu's aptitude was quite extraordinary!

"Hehe, I'm afraid I have to congratulate the patriarch in advance. With the qualifications of the owner of Shaogu, I'm afraid this time it will be a blessing in disguise and break through the bottleneck!"

"Is this true?" The congratulations of all the famous doctors and experts made the white-robed old man floating above excited.

He scanned the crowd and asked eagerly.

"I don't dare to say too much, at least there are 60 to 70% certainty!"

After being confirmed by the martial arts masters, the old man in white robe nodded heavily, feeling ecstatic.

"Don't worry, everyone, if my son can really break through the bottleneck, the reward promised by the old man will be doubled!"

"good very good!"

"Hahahaha! The patriarch is so generous, no matter what we say, we will help Master Shaogu break through this barrier!"

"Everyone, don't be dazed, let's shoot together!"

Everyone's spirits were lifted, they swallowed the elixir and spirit fruit one after another, and continued to attack with all their might.

The reward promised by the old man in white robe was already extremely generous, if it could be doubled, they would make a lot of money.

Thinking of the attractive reward, they felt that this shot was really worth it!

Boom... Boom, boom!

Amidst the violent roar, everyone made their own moves, the "Reverse Spirit Returning to the Sky Formation" radiated so much, and a wave of vigorous spiritual power rushed towards the young man in the center of the formation!

"ah!"

The young man's body shook violently, and he roared and screamed.

The white-robed old man was no stranger to it.

This kind of situation has been happening for a few days. This is an inevitable phenomenon that the power of the magic circle is forcibly poured into the body to heal the injury, and it is an unavoidable pain.